Coming Home

I ached for home so badly I could practically taste it in the back of my throat. My summer at the Festival was not good. There were some beautiful people and some incredible work, but ultimately I was not sorry to put my back to the place. One of the things that made it difficult was the knowledge of what was existing here, in Syracuse, while I was away. My man, my cat, a landscape that was alive and drenched in summer after a winter that sliced it to the bones. Now I am here, in that landscape, with my man (and my cat) and I could not be more grateful. There is so much here to fill my days. True I have gone back to working at the Stage, but in comparison to the hell storm that my life was the last few weeks, the hours I keep at the Stage seem almost lazy. Handsome and I have been going on adventures every weekend since my return and my mind and behavior have been equalizing slowly. This past weekend we went driving through Madison County for Open Farm Day. Myself, Handsome, and another couple who were kind enough to join us spent the day driving through gorgeous countryside full of lush hills, patchwork grasses, and many a family-owned farm with every kind of animal and farm-raised food imaginable. What a luxury to be able to drive anywhere we desire and to have that desire fulfilled with home places so lovely that they encompass one with music and other delicious sensations. I am so viciously glad to be home.

From MA to NY, and Adventure: Day 5

Monday started early, and it truly was a most productive day. Handsome and I took our leave and we headed to Syracuse New York, the place where I have secured my work during the year. I suppose it should be said now that Handsome and I have decided to relocate together and thus we wanted to secure an apartment as soon as possible. My timeline is extremely cramped and with heading to Michigan for the summer we knew that we would not have much of an opportunity to find a place together. So, we decided to take a quick trip up there to scout the area for potential places where we might consider living. We had one place that we were scheduled to view upon our arrival. Turns out we found our apartment. The landlord showed us two floor plans and while both were serviceable, we went with the apartment that had hardwood flooring, two equal size bedrooms, and a kitchen that was so delightfully dated (the 60’s earth- tone tile -movement was not lost on this puppy). I was utterly charmed and Handsome liked the simplicity of the space and the low cost of living. The landlord was a fine fellow who was interested in being selective about his tenants (i.e. quiet) rather than turning a large profit. The rent is extremely fair, even with the cost of utilities, and he had no problem with pets (I am going to bring my cat from home!!!!). After the viewing, we took the time to drive around the neighborhood to make sure that there was no sketchiness to be seen. Once satisfied that the surrounding area did not seem to harbor the darker delights of urban living, we called the landlord and secured the apartment. Not only did we find a place, but Handsome secured a job interview for later in the summer (Since then he has secured two more interviews). We chose to celebrate by having dinner and drinks at the Dinosaur Bar-B-Que, a local bar that had been suggested by numerous sources. The place did not disappoint. We stuffed our faces with a full rack of ribs and various sides. The beer was quite good, and we went back to the hotel in good spirits over all that had been accomplished that day.